In the midst of summer (okay spring. . .) I found there lived (in spite of me) an invicible winter. I have been ITCHing to get up in the peaks since we first got here, so Brian agreed to try and climb the Middle Teton with me on Monday (despite two very early alpine starts and having skied the Lower Saddle of the Grand a few days before-- what a hottie). Van (a paramedic Ranger) and Sven joined us. It snowed 5 inches by 4:00am when we got up Monday, but it was still an epic trip. The above photo is Van while on the ascent.
Brian and the multi-colored gear.
Due to unsafe avalanche conditions on the Middle, we attempted the South instead-- got almost to the summit but had to stop just short for the same reason. This is us before heading down.